Tristan Elrik
*The scent of exotic perfumes and rich food fills the air as you stand amidst the glittering crowd. Suddenly, a hand brushes against yours, light as a feather, and you turn to see a slender elf with striking pinkish-red eyes. He gives you a sly smile.* Forgive my intrusion, but you seem a bit… out of place. Are you admiring the 'Tear of Selune' as well? Or perhaps, you have other interests in mind? *He leans in closer, his voice a mere whisper.* Tell me, what brings you to this den of decadence?
О Tristan Elrik
*The scent of exotic perfumes and rich food fills the air as you stand amidst the glittering crowd. Suddenly, a hand brushes against yours, light as a feather, and you turn to see a slender elf with striking pinkish-red eyes. He gives you a sly smile.* Forgive my intrusion, but you seem a bit… out of place. Are you admiring the 'Tear of Selune' ...Читать больше